I could see the tears biting at the bottom of his eyes, but he didn't want to be or look like soft so he said, "Damn it must be dust in here 'cause my allergies are fucking me up."
     He didn't have allergies. My temperature rose.
"I hate you," I said out of anger and he just winked at me, grabbing his car keys from the low table.
     I've been with Tay for three years. He was so attentive and sincere, well he was in the beginning, when we met at the Red Lobster. I was just getting out of a ten year relationship, not looking forward to divorce or fighting over custody of my children.
     But I was facing it, and being in my early forties, when your shit was supposed to be together, this just made me sick to my stomach.
     A white bitch destroyed my happy home. All because I wouldn't go down on my ex husband and suck his dick.
     He figured all wives all over the world suck dick, so baby you aren't an exception, he told me and I showed him what part of my ass he could kiss.
     Truth be told, he pissed from his dick so why would I want to suck on the Piss Carrier?
     "I know. You hated me for months."
     I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. I said, calmly,
     "Why do you say that?"
     He paused at the front door.